Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Susan Hawthorne #139 curlews

curlews are fine poets
their haunting elegies for the souls of the dead
are like the wind whistling backwards

some curlews are more like performance poets
like the one on the Esplanade in Cairns this evening
strutting its stuff pecking and walking in tandem with us
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